Greatest Fears CSI Vegas

The two figures entered the room with a smile, the group had drunk the water just like they had planned, it was their only choice so that they didn't suffer from dehydration. Their captives had taken that water without knowing what the pair had been up too. They had wanted the team to be back together and think that they would have a chance to get out, create a false sense of security but it was really just a red herring, they weren't getting out alive unless they beat their greatest fears which each member of the CSI team processing one. It was how they had killed the other victims and it made the pair feel great, they were the ones with the power and for once they were in control. They didn't feel human anymore instead they felt more like gods; they decided who could live and who had to die. They had the devices or traps already set out to fit with each of the team's worst fear. They had studied each of the team members and found which fear had shaken them up the most before producing the traps for each individual.

True to their word that is exactly what they did, the team were soon locked into their various traps with documents around them telling them what was about to happen while they would go round to look at everyone's deaths. The pair liked to watch their victims as their lives were taken from them, they could visibly see their life force drain away from their eyes before fading away into nothing. Nick was thrown into a large pit which was covered in wet mud, Greg and Sara were fastened into their chairs so that they couldn't get away although Sara was in a separate room to the first two males. Lindsay was shut into a room where the air vents came on so that the poison would enter just that one room while Catherine was hidden outside of the building. Jim, Warrick and Sofia were all in the same room although on completely separate parts of it. Grissom was tied up within a room where a few television screens in front of him showing him his friends who at the moment were all still knocked out as was he.

The two attackers laughed at their devices before they left the room to left the CSI team to wake up where they would each read their notes before the devices started which the group themselves would activate. They could all make it out alive if they overcame their fears but if they didn't then they were dead and the couple wouldn't feel bad about any of it, they believed that they were helping people thus they wouldn't stop until they were caught and locked behind bars or killed.

At that point the team woke up, Sara was the first and felt a throbbing on her head which she tried to rub but found that she wasn't able too, that was when she looked down and saw that her wrists and ankles were strapped to a metal chair and that there was a note hanging inches from her face, She tried to break free of the chains yet found that she couldn't so stared at the note in a rage, she was on her own, she was tied to a chair and was likely going to be killed and to top it all off she had to read beforehand. The note swayed a few times until the words flooded into her brain where she opened her mouth in shock staring at the machine that was nearby which sooner or later she would have to face. It read,

"Sara Sidle: You will find yourself alone tied to a chair not only this but that machine in front of you contains knifes and the such, very sharp objects. It will start spinning and when it does you will pick a number, it will then either shoot a sharp object or plain air. Trust me you want the air it can't cut through your body. If you get through without dying then you can leave her with your life if not then you will bleed to your death. Can you face your fear or are you just going to sit there and get comfortable?"

"Oh god" she gasped staring in pure terror at the device in front of her which began to spin.

Brass, Warrick and Sofia were the next to wake up although Warrick had woken the other two members of the team up who had been in a deeper sleep that he had been. They were looking around the cages trying to Sofia gulped in terror as a tear crawled from her eye while Warrick kicked the edge of his box which gave him a small shock making him hiss in pain, Brass however sat onto the floor and shook his head, he had gotten himself into some mess and he wasn't sure if the team could get out of it either. His note layed a few feet away from his body crumpled and discarded which read,

"Jim Brass: You have always been a cop at heart and now if you fail this that heart will stop beating. We heard you don't like water well we hope you learn too, your cage will be full of it and when it is you need to get out, fast. If you can that is the windows are only breakable from the outside and unless your team mates get free you will be washed up detective"

"Perfect" he muttered to himself with a sigh "Are you guys ok? Warrick? Sofia?"

"I think so" they muttered together.

"Have you got a note? I feel special"

"I will look, hang on" exclaimed Sofia moving around in her small space.

Sofia was in a see through square shaped box that she could hardly move around in, the door on the box had a small hole that she could fit her hand through although she wasn't exactly sure what it was for. She looked around the small box finding a glass vial that held a note inside, she smashed the bottle against the wall allowing the debris to fall to the floor. Before reading her note with a lump that appeared in her throat as the words sunk into her body, she was going to get killed and not quickly by the look of it either. The note told her,

"Sofia Curtis : You like to charge into things without thinking about getting trapped in a corner well now your trapped in a box and you won't be alone. You will soon be joined by those creatures that you hate. Heres a clue, they like cheese. I wonder if you can keep calm while they try to eat you"

"No" she cried out loud and food fell from a small compartment above her covering the female in food as the hole in the side clicked opening to a small tunnel where creatures moved from behind it "Leave me alone"

"What's happening?" asked Warrick worried now.

"Rats" she managed to get out followed by a scream.

"Warrick find you note it might get us a way out of here" ordered Brass frowning.

"I'll try but I can't see how a bit if paper will help her"

Warrick stared at his fellow partners who looked petrified when they read their notes, he began to shake as he opened his from the floor and as he did so the pulses in the side of the cage began to get quicker, pumping more electricity around the bars. He wasn't sure how they were doing it and at that moment didn't really care, all he wanted it to do was fail and switch off but that didn't look like it was going to happen anytime, the black haired male pulled open the crisp pages of the note feeling like his life was somehow tied to the small piece of paper. It started to get even more scared so decided to just throw it open and begin to read,

"Warrick Brown: You gambled with life once before and lost, the poor girl had died now you bet with your own life. Electricity will pulse through the cage stopping your escape, if you can get out then you will survive if not then you will fry Warrick. The body of the man below you is also going to die, can you handle more blood on your hands? Or will you grasp the moment from the south and free your friends?"

"Shit" he exclaimed with a sigh scratching his head as he tried to think of a way to get out of there.

Elsewhere Catherine stirred as cold air brushed over her body, she pressed her hand into the ground so that she could stand up expecting to feel concrete under her hands but instead she felt dirt and the wind blew stronger, she was outside the mental home but she wasn't with her daughter. The female looked around the area quickly until she followed a short trail of red liquid that looked like blood making her panic slightly as she got closer to the larger drops. A sign lay in wait which was manmade with only two directions not that it was very well made either, one lead to safety and home while the other said friends and Lindsay as well as a small word underneath reading torture. Her mind was made up instantly and she turned walking straight back towards the home and towards a particularly broken door, she was going to get them out of there, all of them.

"I'm coming guys" she said in a strong voice walking forward until she felt something sticking into her leg so she pulled the item out which was wrapped up message that she undone before reading "What the hell?"

"Catherine Willows: Always head strong yet strives to be the boss, wells here's a test to prove if you can manage it, you need to save your daughter before she dies in the room from intoxication but you must also find your friends or they will drown. Can you save both? Are you even going to try or is your life more important than others? Time to decided and soon you have half an hour"

She frowned at the letter throwing it away as she charged into the door which was kicked open in a second, she needed to hurry or people would die. She knew that but had no idea on where to even start so she turned left slamming all the doors open as she went calling for her daughter and shouting her friend's names trying to find either one would then help Catherine look for the other half. She run a hand through her hair gripping it slightly took a deep breath and continued on her way shouting as loud as she could.

Nick stirred tasting dirt on his mouth which he spat out with a frowned face he rolled onto his back as he rose from the ground. The pit he was in was at least as twice the height as him if not three times and the ways were wet meaning that he couldn't slid up, there was nothing that he could do to get out and he was alone. Panic began to spread through him as he thought about how the killers killed their victims with their biggest fears, his was being buried alive. The shock made him freeze as he heard a voice but soon softened when he noticed that it was Greg's and he sounded rather worried that the male wasn't speaking back. If it had been anyway else that the male would of thought that he was being cute.

"Nick" he yelled as tears streamed down his face "Please say you're alive"

"Hey Greggo I'm fine" he responded with his strong Texan accent coming through "What's happening up there? Are you ok? Please tell me you aren't hurt"

"We are alone and I can't move"

"Why?" asked Nick fear spreading across his face.

"I didn't want to worry you, I'm tied up to a chair but I'm not hurt, I'm fine"

"You sound scared, Greg what else is there?"

"Nothing" muttered the male trying to contain a strong voice.

"Greg"

"Ok fine. I have a barrel above me" said the CSI trying to leave it at that.

"Full of what?"

"Umm beer" suggested the young male fear filling his voice making his tone come across completely fake.

"Sanders" he said firmly knowing that his other half was keeping information away from him.

"Acid" he said barely audible.

"What" yelled Nick clawing at the side of the ditch trying to get to his lover but the mud was too wet and he fell back down to the ground before he tried again and again "Greg you need to try and move, I'm not going to let you die. Not now. Not ever."

"Get off" bellowed Greg and a thud was heard that sounded like a slap causing Nick to scream upwards trying to help his lover with no success "No I won't do that ever"

Sounds of footsteps echoed away leaving the pair in silence as a small piece of paper was thrown into the small pit that Nick was in who caught it in mid air before frowning at the sound that was slowly getting louder. He wasn't sure at what he was at first then he triggered it was Greg, crying he could sense the tears hitting the stone cold floor with terrorized the tough male as he couldn't do a single thing about it. He slammed his first into the muddy wall causing some to cave in making the male jump back where he collapsed against another causing yet more mud to fall into the pit.

"Greg" he shouted in a caring voice "What's the matter?"

"They are going to use my fear against me"

"Which is fire?" gasped Nick "Someone will see the fire or you can crawl down here, we will be fine the mud and water won't burn"

"That's not my biggest fear" he said softly letting out a whimper "My biggest fear is losing you, read the note and you will understand"

He was shocked at what had came from the others made making him feel more love for the male then he had done in a long while. He couldn't believe how much Greg cared about him but the male cared about the young CSI too, he just hoped he knew that. That said Nick did as he was told and opened the note which he read before dropping in horror yelling out to the male above him, he needed to show him how much he loved him and by protecting him from what was going to happen was the only way.

"Nick Stokes: You hate the dark don't you? Being underground with no room to breathe and no way out well now you have a choice to can suffer that fate and die or you can allow your boyfriend to die for you, the greatest sacrifice buy you don't love him anyway. What have you done for him? He doesn't love you, you need to let him die and free yourself? You aren't gay. Poison will be dropped on Greg with drops and every time he screams the mud will cave in all you have to do is shout out your own name and the barrel will pour on Greg burning him for a while yet you will survive or you could let him keep screaming and kill you instead, either way one of you will die"

"No Greg" I can't I love you, keep screaming"

"Just yell your name" yelled Greg "I don't want to lose you"

"I love you" he said sitting onto the floor and allowing tears to fall from his eyes just like Greg's were doing at that moment "I will die you for because Greg you are the one, and you aren't dying for me"

At that moment poison fell from the barrel hitting Greg's arms burning through his skin making the male yell out in pain which in turn caused the dirt around Nick to cave in which fell onto his body making him cough slightly yet a smile spread across his lips. Greg was going to live and he was the one saving him, he loved that fact that he would save his lover instead of letting him die, he just wished that he had asked a burning question that he had wanted to ask Greg days earlier now he wouldn't get the chance.

Gil said in a room full of CCTV cameras that viewed each one of the team members and the CSI male was yelling into them trying to escape from his bounds but he couldn't move a muscle. That was when he noticed the female and male murdered walk in and sit either side of him laughing at their friends were thrown into tortures one by one reading their notes. Grissom yelled at them asking why he wasn't being tortured like them yet the female laughed and walked up to him smirking.

"You are going to watch your friends die and then we will kill you but first their blood is the last thing you will see" she told him taping his eyes open making Gil yell as the cameras continued to roll.

I know it might not be their real fears but for these fanfic they are :P

please review if you like which I hope you will

oh I'm feeling sorry for my characters now :( Oh I'm evil

so any idea you think will happen I love to hear & if you want to see a character death as im thinking about it

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